[FROM THE SEX MEME] ... meta
It wasn't that she hadn't thought things over. She had. She'd thought about them a lot. From the first time he'd hit on her in that bar in the Iowa, through the years at the Academy and even after she'd found herself in a monogamous relationship with Spock... she thought about it.
She wanted James Kirk.
Nothing romantic and soft. Nah, she wanted him in the turbolift as it raced between floors or in the halls with the fear that someone might walk around the corner any second. The thought that Spock might catch them made her even more wet than just the thought of anyone at all. There was one problem, though: she didn't want to be drunk when IT happened. She wanted to feel every orgasm he gave her... and she knew there would be more than one. Every smirk he'd given her the last three years dripped with promise.
And once she'd determined that the turbolift would be fun and the hall would be risky, she decided on his quarters - and knocked on the door.
She wanted James Kirk.
Nothing romantic and soft. Nah, she wanted him in the turbolift as it raced between floors or in the halls with the fear that someone might walk around the corner any second. The thought that Spock might catch them made her even more wet than just the thought of anyone at all. There was one problem, though: she didn't want to be drunk when IT happened. She wanted to feel every orgasm he gave her... and she knew there would be more than one. Every smirk he'd given her the last three years dripped with promise.
And once she'd determined that the turbolift would be fun and the hall would be risky, she decided on his quarters - and knocked on the door.